I loved the colour red, and that called to mind the wolf who had saved me one day, the female named Mikoto, and one day I want to grow up to be like her, however I am a tny yearling to her big three year old self, and besides that I really am a tiny creature, something that looked like it would break if you so much as pawed at it. I am smaller than any other wolf I had seen my age even, with soft plush fur covering my body, no I look nothing like a threat and perhaps that is because I am not, I am a quiet creature, and in essence that's just who I am.

I like to learn my surroundings like the back of my paw, that is why I explore this forest today, because it is a place I have not ventured as of yet, and yet perhaps this forest interests me most of all the free lands. I love the colors and hues that ocur so naturally in nature, knowing that I will never be a tall or strong female, I will never fill out in muscle or tower at intimidating heights, I will always be this tiny delicate little doll creature, always seeming like a child even at adulthood, and I have already come to terms with this fact, it is acceptable in mine eyes, but I still need to learn one day to protect myself. I am a wolf of a different kind in these vast lands of Moladion, something they perhaps do not have a name for. I know that Mikoto worries over me, after all she feels compelled to run and save me every time she percieves danger, but I must learn to be tough one day, so that I can survive without somebody jumping in to save me.

I walk amongst the forest in silent observation, quiet and simply mentally mapping everything around me. Every rock and tree and fallen leaf, which may be a bit over the top. But it is all so very beautiful, and I can appreciate every aspect of it, there are many places to den and even more places to hide here, and even better yet just places to haunt and enjoy. I am looking at the world through appraising eyes, with hope in my heart for the future, and oh what hopes I do indeed have. I already adore these lands of Moladion, and all I want is that it will last.

We can all fit in here I know this, Mikoto and I can fit this place perfectly, my tri coloured tail waves behind me in almost anticipation. Yes here is somewhere my friend of fire can settle, and one day they will love her. My coat of moonflower white stands out in contrast against the hues of the forest, My back and sides splashed and coated in a auburn that ranges in it's shades, the uniqueness topped off with the scarlet-violet of my eyes.

I am excited to call these lands my new home, and surely the wolves of these lands will come to accept me, after all even if I am not much like them I'm sure they can accept me one day. They wouldn't particularly show me hostility for being different I do not think, or maybe they might I do not know, but all I can hope for is acceptance. Even if they were to brand me an outcast I would stay, as long as I had Mikoto I would stay and weather it out. Faint sun's rays catch in my coat of white and auburn, and I look skywards if only briefly, wondering what will be.

I stop at the base of a rather large tree since it is becoming dark, my gaze appraising the immediate area I find myself in. I am nestled between roots that twist every which way, and somewhat close to the ground as roots wind a little above me too, almost like a cave of tree roots, somewhere where I may be less noticed. I lower my head to rest upon my paws, ears pricked for the sounds of anyone approiaching. Auburn blazened back and sides resting in amongst the roots comfortably, my white face comfortable upon my crossed paws, before the call of sleep started to flow over me. In my dreams I hear my name being called over and over, the voice always becoming more and more familiar, but before I can figure out who it is the sounds of being approached snaps me awake, and I open my scarlet-violet eyes to see that it is still dark. My violet-scarlet eyes do not see anyone or anything as of yet, and still I am wary and keep a watch.